Funk

funk

She says romantic, I say naughty,
he's a hell of a charming man.
He says dodgy, I say sweet eyes,
he's so lovely when he tells a lie.
He says he wants to play with me,
but then he takes me for a ride;
you know he's a busy guy,
and a whole lot more besides.

I'm spiralled down this junk, Valerio Funk,
I'm spiralled down this junk.

You say romantic, I say FUNK.
You say naughty, I say FUNK.
You say dodgy, I say FUNK.
You say sweet eyes, I say FUNK.
Funk.